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Speaking of why I need to change jobs

On Wednesday my boss put me in a terrible position with our PR firm. I won't go into the details, but I had to rant for nearly an hour before I could call him back. And he, of course, felt that everything was fine. We are all miserable, and stressed and he thinks that's our problem not his.

That night I had a dream that wandered a bit, but eventually I ended up in a room in a museum filled with cases of live snakes, tarantulas, scorpions, beetles, etc. Creepy, crawly, you name it. And I knew in the dream that a friend was in the next room working on this exhibit. I was extremely freaked out, even though I don't have pronounced phobias about any of these things, just normal unease. The floor was sand and I found myself scooting, crawling out of the room, calling to my friend that I couldn't stay in there. There was a sudden sharp pain in my hand and I looked down to see a beetle biting me--a beetle about as large as my hand with half inch pincers. It was very painful and I screamed "Help me," and woke up as I was screaming. I was so skittish that the sight of my husbands sleep mask with it's elastic straps made me shudder.

Rolling over and picking up my fabulous phone I looked up beetles in dreams:

To see a beetle in your dream, indicates that some destructive influences
may be at work in your waking life. You may also feel that your values and
beliefs are being compromised.

And this:

The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and
can't be trusted.

I need to get out of my job.

A couple of weeks ago I dreamt that I was lost in familiar surroundings and I lost a whole day trying to get to where I was going, missing work. The dream was so vivid that I was relieved when I finally woke to realize that that was not my life. And I can usually practice lucid dreaming and take myself out of things.

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